However, we've lived here for almost six years and have been invited to one party (though "Go tell your parents to come over" during the the party hardly counts as a warm and fuzzy invitation in my book) and one plant swap luncheon our first summer. That's it. We get along with everyone. We stay out of the neighborhood drama. We haven't taken sides in some of the ugliness that has taken place between neighbors. We have some nice one-to-one relationships with various neighbors... But apparently we just aren't invitation-worthy. I don't get it.
Making friends as an adult is hard enough for me - my closest friends are the people that I've known since college and before - so... Here it is another holiday with A working and me hanging around at home alone with the dogs and neighbors having gatherings. I really don't get it!
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